When we were growing up our rooms where next to each other’s with a door between them,, I think about two days after we saw each other’s body’s,... all I could think about was his little thing hanging down between his legs and I really wanted to play with it lots more and to feel his hands on my little pussy so one night after mum and dad put us to bed, I took my pants off and nighty then went into my brothers room because I knew mum and dad would not come into our rooms again in the night and if. “What’s in the suitcase?” Rock asked.The driver glanced over at Betsy. The young woman had a slightly feral expression on her face reminiscent of a predator about to pounce upon its prey. She licked her lips. It looked as if she was about lose all sense of civility.“A GPS triggered bomb. It was set to go off when luggage was brought inside the house,” the driver answered.“Any booby traps?”“No.”Betsy faked a frown and asked, “Does this mean I don’t get to break him?”“We’ve got a lot of questions. We arrived at that dirty hole Anita called a motel. I kissed her wishing good luck and then stood motionless inside the closet. The door was barely open enough to see anything. Across from me was a mirror so I could see the bed. A booming knock on the door and Ana let in two black thugs who talked more ghetto slang than English. They showed little attention to her dressing detail or sensuality. Within minutes my sweet wife was on her knees sucking both huge black cocks. They talked degrading my. His cock tasted like a man and a tad salty but in that salty skin way that was not unpleasant. I started to take him deeper, my gag reflex was pretty good and i managed to go three quarters of the way down his shaft. I paused, then came up for air. He grabbed my head with both hands and gently applied pressure back towards his dick. I place my left hand on his thigh to let him know when i needed air. He slowly throat fucked me for a few minutes, letting me up for air when i got desperate and.